Lamb of God – The Number Six 0

Notice:
When they recorded the song, Randy was so fucking drunk that the lyrics when the song was recorded didn't make sense. That's why he wrote "new" lyrics to the song, which makes sense, and who are now the official lyrics to the song.

The human condition is inherit claustrophobia.
Compression of my space made complete.
I would rip out my own entrails by hand just to be alone.
Inanity rolls total through this sphere.
Ostracized for clarity of vision.
A dream unrealized of solitude that I should decend into autonomy
and know the pain of fellowship no more.
I feel nothing but a lack of space.
Paradox of socialization results in duress.
Rife with hostility, what has caused me so much hate?
Humanity. Exterminate with extreme predjudice.